Jade Fern Grove You must go on adventures to figure out where you belong

that'd be perfect

She peered out from her hiding place in the bushes, sharp-eyed and prepared to run.  There was a time where she would've greeted herself already, tried to become friends.  That girl was dead, and Blackfeather had been the catalyst.  Nashoba had been the catalyst.  Raven had been the catalyst.  She realizes now it goes back further than that.  She doesn't think on it. 

Phoenix, she says.  of.. where?  Not where she's staying.  Not of Redhawks, because she's leaving there, too.  Nowhere, I guess.  I'm staying with Lost Creek Hollow, just north of here, and.. I think my family's pack is allied with yours, or something.  Redhawks.  She draws a paw across the ground.  Robin, she repeats, like the bird?